By: Emric Salven B. Rejano
How can I write with a great defeat?
Time is a thing I wish to repeat.
O how could I rise from a great fall?
If I only have another chance, I wish to roll
No one can understand what I really feel.
If only my skin is ready to be peel.
Set me free from this rotten place cause’ I can’t stand no more,
I know to myself that I can do more.
O sweet defeat, help me to rise.
Help my wisdom to be more wise.
O let me just touch your garments,
O sweet victory, why are you so hard to get?
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